Gift of the Angel God

Douluo Hall.

The most sacred place in all of Spirit Hall.

Only those who had made great contributions and reached the rank of Titled Douluo could be buried in Douluo Hall after their deaths. During memorial rites, even the Pope could only pay respects outside the hall and was forbidden from entering Douluo Hall.

Entering Douluo Hall.

Chen Xi surveyed the gravestones lining both sides, his gaze passing over each name, yet he never found Qian Xunji's.

But on further thought, although Qian Xunji had made some contributions during his time as Pope, the stains on his record were no fewer. It was understandable that he could not be buried in Douluo Hall.

He followed Qian Daoliu onward.

Before them appeared a constantly rotating curtain of light dominated by gold.

They entered the light curtain.

The space before them was a brilliant golden expanse.

With every step forward, the ground beneath their feet rippled outward like water.

At the far end of his vision stood a statue of a Six-Winged Angel that radiated a faint glow. Beneath it stood a somewhat illusory figure.

A closer look revealed that the phantom's features were almost identical to those of the statue.

"Angel God!"

As Chen Xi looked at the phantom ahead, those three words inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

Then, seeing Qian Daoliu respectfully bow to it, Chen Xi immediately confirmed his guess. He copied Qian Daoliu and bowed toward the Angel God.

"Your future holds great promise."

A sacred, inviolable voice emerged from the Angel God's mouth.

As the Angel God raised a hand to signal for Chen Xi and Qian Daoliu to rise, a flawless white feather drifted down from midair and stopped before Chen Xi.

Chen Xi looked at the feather before him, then at Qian Daoliu beside him, unsure of what it meant.

"Take it."

"This is a gift from me. It will be of some use to you."

The sacred voice echoed through the space.

"Thank you, my lord."

Chen Xi thanked the Angel God and reached for the feather floating in the air.

The moment Chen Xi's fingers touched it, the pure white feather turned to jade at a visible speed, forming a pendant that fell into his hand.

"Wear it on your person. Do not give it to anyone else."

The Angel God gave the instruction softly.

"Yes!"

Chen Xi's response was firm and resounding.

This was a gift from a god. Unless water had gotten into his brain, there was no way he would give it to someone else. Besides, even if it were just an ordinary pendant, it had been given by a god, making it extraordinary in meaning.

"You may leave first."

The Angel God lightly waved a hand at Chen Xi, then turned its gaze toward Qian Daoliu.

Chen Xi respectfully bowed and headed outside.

After Chen Xi left, only Qian Daoliu and the Angel God remained in the space.

"My lord, this is...?"

Though he was asking a question, Qian Daoliu's tone remained extremely respectful.

"I owe someone a favor."

"At someone's request, take extra care of this child."

The Angel God's voice was utterly calm.

But surprise appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Owed someone a favor?

At someone's request?

As a Divine Envoy, Qian Daoliu instantly understood the implications behind those two statements.

The Angel God resided in the God Realm. Someone capable of making the Angel God owe them a favor, and capable of having the Angel God pass on a request to take special care of someone, had to be another god in the God Realm.

Following that logic, there should also be a god standing behind Chen Xi.

"Yes!"

Qian Daoliu calmed his thoughts and bowed to the Angel God.

Outside the golden light curtain.

Chen Xi sat on the steps, looking at the pendant in his hand with a thoughtful expression.

"Why would the Angel God give me a pendant the very first time we met?"

"Could I have some kind of background in the God Realm, or have I been chosen by a god?"

Chen Xi murmured as he rapidly considered the possibilities.

The first possibility: he had a background in the God Realm?

The moment that thought arose, Chen Xi dismissed it.

If he truly had some background in the God Realm, he would not have needed to spend his first six years as a little beggar on the continent, begging for food every day.

So that possibility was completely impossible.

The second possibility: a god had taken a liking to him and wanted to choose him as an inheritor.

Chen Xi felt this possibility was highly likely.

After all, during his first trip to Sunset Forest, he had felt as though something had struck him on the head, and then a seed had appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

That seed was also extremely important.

Without it, whenever he used the ability to peer into fate or Writing the Future, Chen Xi feared that too much life force would be drained away and could not be replenished, causing him to die young.

In the God Realm, there seemed to be only one famous goddess associated with life force: the Goddess of Life.

Chen Xi silently reasoned it through.

His gaze gradually lifted toward the air above.

Just then, faint footsteps sounded behind him.

Chen Xi turned around. Upon seeing Qian Daoliu, he immediately rose from the ground and bowed. "Grand Elder."

"No need for such formality."

"There are not so many rules in Worship Hall."

"I'll take you back to Worship Hall and have Azure Luan properly show you around so you can familiarize yourself with the place."

Qian Daoliu revealed a gentle smile, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked out of Douluo Hall.

Chen Xi quietly followed beside Qian Daoliu, secretly observing him as they walked.

Though Qian Daoliu was the Grand Elder of Spirit Hall, he gave off a very approachable impression.

Thinking back to the descriptions of Qian Daoliu in the original work.

He was one of the three great Ultimate Douluo of the soul master world. His strength stood above the entire soul master world, and he always kept his promises. Decades ago, he had been called one of the Two Peaks, signifying two great mountains that could not be crossed.

With Bo Saixi never leaving Sea God Island and Tang Chen essentially half-crippled, Qian Daoliu was practically the ceiling of the entire soul master world.

If Qian Daoliu had not been excessively devoted to keeping his promises, if his principles had been even slightly more flexible, Chen Xi felt that the Clear Sky Sect might have vanished into the dust of history. The Clear Sky Hammer martial soul might even have been completely wiped from the continent.

After all, when Spirit Hall attacked the Clear Sky Sect, Qian Daoliu had just suffered the pain of losing his son. Yet because of a single promise he had made to Tang Chen, he simply withdrew.

Although Qian Xunji had not died at Tang Hao's hands, Bibi Dong would never have had the opportunity if not for Tang Hao.

Moreover, the entire soul master world now knew that Qian Xunji had died after failing to recover from severe injuries. Unless Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong voluntarily revealed the truth, Tang Hao would have to bear this massive blame whether he wanted to or not.

Before he knew it.

Chen Xi had followed Qian Daoliu back to Worship Hall.

At this moment, besides Azure Luan, there was also a burly old man in Worship Hall.

Moreover, this old man was seated above Azure Luan.